Thin nine one meal.
The coolness on her thin lips made her quiet.
He pinched her chin, and he was very close to her.
Still smells like smoke, but very light.
She wanted to tilt her head, but he stretched out his hand, bypassed her short black hair, and pressed it on the back of her head.
The tip of the tongue was probing a little bit, after such a soft and delicate kiss, even the breathing was messed up, the whole body was a little numb from the sucking, and my mind was very blank.
until it's all over.
Only then did she realize that her clothes had been torn somewhere, and what was pressing against her was the scalding heat that hadn't disappeared.
It was only after hearing her stop.
The man stopped his movements, then smiled, and said in a low voice, "Are you comfortable?"
Bo Jiu didn't say a word, she always felt a sense of blasphemy for doing such a thing to the Great God in military uniform, and wanted to move.
But he was pressed into his arms all of a sudden, and the breath all over his body was cold: "You really want to make me crazy, close your eyes and sleep, this is the first way, the second way, I will pack it now Let you go away."
Little princess, Bo Jiu was thinking about these three words.
The man has stood up.
Probably because he really couldn't sleep, he walked to the desk.
Then he took a pack of cigarettes from the drawer.
He tilted his head slightly, and when the fire was shining, he could vaguely see that noble side face.
He didn't take his eyes off her, he held the cigarette in his mouth, raised his head and exhaled the smoke, and tore off the collar of his military jacket, as if trying to suppress something surging out of his body.
Bo Jiu somehow felt that such a great god was very cute.
That's right, it's cute.
That kind of person who is clearly enduring, but is noble and indifferent to death, and full of hostility, can easily fascinate people, wanting to reach out and touch his hand, to see if it's okay will be very soft
Bo Jiu did try it.
It's just that it wasn't the hands that touched, but his face, which was held in both hands, and the corners of the mouth were slightly curved.
I almost burst out saying, can you be my boyfriend, I can give you the best things in the world.
He let go of her movements, but pursed his thin lips: "Want to die?"
Bo Jiu laughed: "No, I want to kiss you."
Qin Mo paused, and the familiar temperature was finally on his thin lips, but his tone remained unchanged: "Shut up if you don't want to be thrown out, you little rascal."
Bo Jiu raised her eyebrows, and then in that posture, she tilted her head and kissed him on the side of his face, and she left as soon as she touched it, that was to say good night.
Qin Mo stopped smoking his cigarette, those dark eyes were so beautiful at that moment that anyone could be tempted.
But I could only see one person.
The time to really fall asleep is already late at night.
Rumors in the army made the old chief into a mess: "What is this?" Then he turned to his adjutant and said: "You believe that Ice boy, if he can bear it, let people suppress him ?”
"Report, I don't believe it!" The adjutant raised his chest and raised his head: "This kind of rumor is too ridiculous."
The old chief thought about it again: "You said, he should keep this single seedling."
Good technical soldiers, there are many troops.
But jungle combat highlights good electronic technology, which is too uncommon, so it is so precious.
The adjutant felt that his old head asked him a question that was too difficult to answer, and they couldn't guess what the big devil Qin thought.
I thought I would get an answer the next day.
But before the answer came, the army received a mission to carry out a hostage rescue.
There is no tenderness.
Everyone arrives at the assembly point directly.
Even when she was thinner, her black hair was still a mess^